Yours, Taehyung | ᴛᴀᴇᴋᴏᴏᴋ

Thirty

You guys are so not ready for this chapter. Or maybe you are. Only time will tell. Anyway, happy reading, my lovelies💜

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By the time Jungkook managed to carry Taehyung upstairs to his room, he realized that both of them are shivering. Well, they were drenched in the rain for quite some time and their kiss made all their senses fly out of the window. Hence, the result of it is their shivering bodies and chattering teeth.

"Tae, you need to change quickly. We don't want you catching a cold." The idol says while trying to make the younger stand on his own two feet.

But the stylist just refuses. As soon as he is put down on the floor, he jumps and wraps his legs around the older's torso, his hands locked around his neck as he clings to his husband like a koala.

"What happened, baby?" Jungkook asks. He has a fair idea of what happened to him though. Taehyung wants to be closer to him just like how he wanted to be ever since he told him about his experience in the UK. Why? He doesn't know. Is it perhaps because he feels vulnerable right now?

"Wanna cuddle." Taehyung whispers, hiding his face in the crook of his husband's neck.

Jungkook chuckles fondly at him. "I know, baby, but I don't think you can afford to fall sick. Not now, at least."

"But why? If I fall sick, you'd take care of me. So I don't mind." The explanation the younger gives makes the idol laugh heartily. He runs his fingers through the wet locks of his husband, "Oh jagiya, I would take care of you regardless. You don't have to fall sick for that. I'm here for you, always."

"Hmm... but if I'm sick, I don't have to go to work for a few days and I can relax." Taehyung reasons.

Jungkook smiles. He walks towards the bed slowly and plants his husband on it, "I can't afford you to get sick now or take off from work."

"But why?" The younger looks at him suspiciously.

"Just because." The older shrugs. He then moves to the closet and takes out one of Taehyung's nightwear while the latter waits patiently for him on the bed.

"Come on, put these on." Jungkook says, standing right in front of the younger who doesn't seem like he would be moving anytime soon.

"Don't wanna." He sulks.

"Tae..." Jungkook shoots him a warning glare. But that doesn't faze Taehyung the least. Instead, he hooks his hand in the collar of the older's shirt and pulls him closer, such that, their lips are only an inch apart.

"If you want me to change, then do it yourself, hubby." God! Taehyung's voice is so seductive that it can alone get Jungkook hard if he keeps talking like that for a little while.

"Tae..." The older is at a loss of words. He gulps, trying to control his hormones. He doesn't want to act like a teenager just because someone used a seductive tone on him. But here's the thing. It isn't just someone. It's Jeon Taehyung, the man of his dreams. His beautiful husband.

"What? Do you want me to catch a cold, Mr. Jeon?" Taehyung bats his eyelashes as he says that.

Jungkook, not being able to say anything, only shakes his head. This makes the younger smirk, "Then change my clothes, Jungkook."

Taehyung's voice is demanding and it's enough to make Jungkook dive right into action. His hand reaches the hem of the other's wet t-shirt. Right before he pulls it upwards, he looks in Taehyung's eyes. It's a final question if he should really do what he is about to do.